(Dede, a forty-five year old physician, had just decided she would go to bed with a twenty-two year old boy. To add to the anxiety she felt about having sex with someone so young, this man was a friend of her twin teenage daughters. Ever since she caught her daughters, and a bunch of their friends, in the nude while having a skinny-dipping party at her house...
Author's Note: This is the second installment of a story written for a friend. By way of explanation, I have written this, and the first chapter, as a favor to him, describing things so the story would appeal to him. Some may not care for the enhanced descriptions, or points of view of the characters. If you are going to leave a comment, please don't delve i...
My wife, Jennifer, had become more and more aware of the societal revolution taking place. That revolution is interracial dating, fucking, marriage, and breeding. Everywhere we go she would point out to me how beautiful interracial couples looked together. She confided in me that interracial babies were beautiful, and she wanted to know what it would be lik...
Chapter 5 – Fond Farewells It was late when Geoff arrived home from the meeting, finding Jane and Shona in bed together. They were both naked, entwined in each others' arms. Shona had been visiting Jane and her her husband for a few weeks and was about to go home to Ireland. Jane and Shona had had one last night for each other, not sharing the other with an...
I The road to Videsh'Achar was proving to longer than anticipated. During the war with the Call of Skaelor, most armies converged onto the capital cities while many outlying territories were overrun by barbarians. The North of Ordeyirgoss had fallen to the Yarczian warlords, and their lines pushed south beyond the pastoral roads that crisscrossed the wester...
I was about 3/4 or more done with this chapter three weeks ago, then Hurricane Irma happened and I was without power for over a week. When I came back to the story, I was missing most of what I'd written despite doing constant Saves. I have no idea what happened. I was extremely happy with what I'd done and trying to recreate all I'd lost was very discouragi...
There was too much water. Snatch understood, intellectually, that he was at the bottom of a vast ocean, sealed within dark, twisting vaults suffused with magic that somehow kept the rest of the ocean at bay, rendering narrowly survivable what had to be the third-worst dungeon crawl he'd ever embarked on since becoming an adventurer. Still. It was really, r...
Writing this chapter was so horrible, I screamed murder when I finished. And that's why I decided to make it into a game some of you may hate me for, but otherwise, my negative interest may have led me to fling this story into a bottomless trench. I go into more detail at the end. Hayoooo!! ***** As a child, we would fear the dark. It was hands and it was...
This is one of several extra "mini stories" that are supplements to "The Beach House". Some of these will be elements of the story that I had in my head as I was writing a particular chapter, but which were left out because I couldn't fit them in or they didn't lend themselves to the first-person narration of the story. Others will be side stories that I tho...
"I did not have sexual relations with that woman." --President Bill Clinton The cool fall air was unseasonable for early September. The leaves had already started to turn, and the smoky wood of fall was evoking thoughts of apples and hearths as Jenny Carter walked down the main drag of Westville. It was still early, the town still waking up, but the day did...